Callum & Harper by Amelie Fisher

Author:Amelie, Fisher [Amelie, Fisher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-12-22T05:00:00+00:00

It was going to be quite a happy day.

It was weird to walk into my place of work in a wedding dress but I just laughed at how I couldn't believe any of the stuff that had been happening to me lately had been happening. We walked up the steps to the rooftop. Cherry shielded my eyes as she wanted it all to be a surprise and led me to the ancient greenhouse. The glass was so old you couldn’t see out and I was told to stay put while they readied everything outside. There was a little broken corner of glass on the door and it allowed me to see who was coming. I didn’t expect anyone but was pleasantly surprised when I saw a few of our co-workers from The Bowery as well as the restaurant, including Martin and Rodrigo. I saw Van scrambling around a little bit and wondered what in the world he could be so flustered about. I saw our entire group of friends pass by. I saw a few people I had no idea who they were but figured they knew Cherry or Charlie or any of the others. I saw a few of the bands who would open for The Ivories often. There were a lot of people. I just had no idea they would have showed so last minute. Finally, I saw Judge Ryder in his robe and a lovely older woman I could only assume was his wife, Karol.

My heart jumped in my throat a little when I could hear Tom playing a soft melody on his acoustic as people arrived.

“Oh no!” I said out loud to no one, bringing my hand to my face. “Who’s going to walk me down the aisle?”

“I am,” Charlie stage whispered through my peep hole before laughing, startling me. He opened the door and shut it behind him quickly. He shook his head as he took me in. “My God, Harper. You are a vision.”

“Thank you,” I smiled.

“You don’t mind?” I asked.

“It would be an absolute honor,” he crooned in his charming English accent.

“Thanks, Charlie,” I said hugging him.

“Your Callum is a nervous wreck,” he said, his eyes crinkling in laughter.

“What?” I said, holding him at a distance to see his face.

“He is. He’s beside himself. Pacing back and forth downstairs. I’ve just left him. I made him take a shot of whiskey to calm his nerves. I don’t think it worked. He’s too geared up.”

Oh no! He’s having second thoughts! Charlie noticed my beginning panic and put a stop to it.

“Not you too!” He laughed. “Stop worrying, miss. This is meant to be.” He said it with such conviction I almost fainted. Were we? I was starting to believe we were.

Tom started to play Jesu Joy of Man’s Desiring softly on his guitar and I could hear the crowd settle down. I began to hyperventilate a little but Charlie just grabbed my hand firmly and squeezed, wrapping it around his left arm.

“Enjoy this, Harper,” he told me and I felt my heart rate calm to a normal level at his words.

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